Well Their's a yellow haired snake, sitting snug as a bug.
Got more angle than a toby jug
Star Like hair pin, Cunny that's false
Shows her legs when opportunity knocks
Underneath her red sweater
She's a big-deal go-getter
There'll be some dramas inside your pajamas tonight
Yes there's red eyed Groovy with her built up hips
She's got nut crushing boobs and jam tart lips
Says her angle is connections downtown L.A.
When you know she's just a hustler from the boys' brigade
Well she's the same old number
She just looks like your mother
There be sortations on you public relations overnight
She's young. She's wealthy, she's far from healthy
She does it up in Favour he can Hips
She wears a foam back bra, she drives her Daddy's car
Has appeal to bend your will
Oh, nymphomanic nimrod pleasure thigh high boots
Feed the hungry minions you play blueberry flutes and
Keep on trucking--think of all the fun you had
Well you know there's such a lot of good ways - to be bad.